Reviewed by Ambrea
In
The Sisters Brothers, Patrick DeWitt
chronicles the unfortunate misadventures of Eli and Charlie Sisters, the
infamous Sisters Brothers who have made a name for their work as professional
hitmen and guns-for-hire. Now, working
for a wealthy man known simply as the Commodore, Eli and Charlie are headed for
Sacramento in search of Hermann Kermit Warm—and subsequently kill him and
return what he’s stolen from his boss.
As
they make their way to California, Eli begins to question their journey—he
feels disinclined to kill Mr. Warm, unlike his more ruthless brother—and his
brother’s motives for wealth and fame.
He wonders whether his life is the one he wants or the one he has been
forced to take, and he wonders, can he ever separate himself from his brother
and live the peaceful life he once took for granted?
DeWitt’s
novel, to say the least, is not your traditional western. Strangely compelling and slightly absurd, The Sisters Brothers is a literary
oddity with a ring of truth to it that makes it simultaneously humorous and
very, very dark and sometimes more than a little weird. If it has a heritage,
it’s more like the old “spaghetti westerns” from Europe than, say, Zane Grey or
Louis L’Amour. It's a western but there's just something a bit off-kilter.
More
than a strange tale about a pair of bickering, violence-prone brothers,
DeWitt’s book explodes with unique and off-kilter characters that are strangely
likeable, like Eli, or entirely disturbing and revolting, like the
Commodore. Speaking of Eli, he’s
probably the sanest individual in The
Sisters Brothers. He’s a compelling,
heart-warming narrator with an interesting story to tell, a hatchet to bury,
and a life of his own to live. I
probably liked him best because he had a streak of compassion that was totally
lacking in his brother, Charlie, and pretty much everyone else.
Eli,
more often than not, was the odd man out.
Arguably,
DeWitt’s novel is very well-written, nicely paced, and genuinely suspenseful
with intricate—if highly unusual—characters.
However, I will point out that I sometimes found The Sisters Brothers to be absurd or just plain weird and strangely
melancholy, filled with murder, insanity, bloodshed, mayhem, foul language, and
death. It’s certainly not a typical
western with the dashing, heroic duo overcoming insurmountable odds, rescuing
pretty damsels, uncovering buried treasure in the desert or taking justice into
their own hands. Charlie and Eli are
pretty ambivalent toward justice and the damsels involved are a little less
pretty, a little more ruthless; honestly, they’re just a screwed up pair of
kids who started in the wrong line of work.
While it isn’t exactly the most compelling story I’ve ever read, it isn’t a bad book. It’s just not
particularly exceptional.
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